“ Your consideration and concern has been noted. “ Thrawn’s usual stern expression lightened a mere inch giving them a slight nod of approval to their affection.
“ And, said review will be conducted here. “ Blue digits retrieved his personal data pad flickering throughout—
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“ Yes, Anakin.”
Thrawn said plainly not pro-longing the mystery of his coming already sensing in her body-language the growing anxiety about her lover.
It was quite obvious. Anakin had hid his feeling for her poorly, but it seemed his other half was more subtle.
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┉┈ into familiar composure .
" Mutual friend .ᐣ Anakin .ᐣ " ,
Gaze shifts for split second .
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Upon the door’s opening, it revealed the brightly lit silhouette of the Chiss clad in the white and black uniform of a Grand Admiral.
Flanked either side by two imposing, silent death troopers that wordlessly stared at them.
“ Walk with me, will you? “
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If Skywalker tried to use the Force to probe the admiral’s mind, his senses would be met by an instant mixture of complex and abstract thoughts.
“ I’ve stood down my personal guard and come alone — no doubt you’ve sensed that fact if you’re who I believe you are. “
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Thrawn had a habit of unintentionally sneaking up on personnel, but his crew had grown accustomed to it, unlike the Director.
“Actually, there is something. Those alien eyes seemed to burn brighter with each syllable. “ A word in my office, yes? “
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To discuss matters, of course. Unofficially, he wants to see 𝙿𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚊 instead of the 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛.
“ You’ll have to forgive the late hour. “ Thrawn’s light-blue complexion ominously glowed, fixating her with that alien stare. “ It involves our mutual friend. “
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